Honghuang: Oh no, the Witch Clan Chief has lost his mind!

Chapter 277 Taking it personally



Chapter 277 Taking it personally

Guanyin, who was secretly observing, witnessed the entire scene of the Yellow Wind Great Sage being annihilated with a single blow.

I was deeply shocked.

What kind of supernatural power is that? It can actually extinguish the Buddha's wrathful wind disaster!

Sun Wukong's fighting power has definitely reached the quasi-saint level.

These two masters and disciples from Tongtian are both incredibly difficult to deal with!

She hurriedly sent another message to Lingshan to report the situation there.

A moment later, the messenger replied:

"Continue westward; further arrangements will follow!"

Guanyin received the message and watched the departing pilgrimage team.

A strong sense of unease welled up inside me.

"The closer these people get to my Western Spirit Mountain, the more uneasy I feel."

I have a feeling something big is going to happen; I guess I need to have a backup plan!

......

In the underworld, the ancestral witches who witnessed this scene through the Mirror of Reincarnation all smiled at each other.

"Wukong is quite a good kid!"

Emperor Jiang praised it.

"The Buddhist community is in for a headache now."

Gonggong grinned and said,

"We sent a peak-level Luo Immortal to test the waters, but he was instantly defeated."

Shouldn't we send a quasi-saint next time?

"Sending a Quasi-Saint would be even better, as it would be perfect for Wukong to practice on and help him break through to the next level sooner."

Zhu Rong smiled broadly, seemingly unconcerned.

Pingxin frowned slightly:

"The Buddhist community will not continue to test us like this indefinitely."

"What if they just flip the table? That wouldn't be fun!"

"Fine, then." Zhu Jiuyin said calmly.

"As I said before, as long as there are no beings above the mid-stage of Quasi-Saint, Wukong can handle it."

Besides, my brothers aren't just for show; they got there quickly!

The ancestral witches nodded and said no more, continuing to focus on the westward journey.

After the battle at Huangfengling, the atmosphere within the pilgrimage team subtly changed.

Chen Dali was no longer simply exploring the westward route.

He began to think:

What exactly is Buddhism?

Sun Wukong became wary; he knew the real masters were yet to come.

After all, this first obstacle they encountered from the Buddhist community was so formidable.

It definitely won't be simple from here on out.

Pigsy, Sandy, and the White Dragon also abandoned their relaxed attitude and began to cultivate seriously in preparation.

If Wukong is no match for them, they will immediately step in to help.

Of course, we can't always be on guard.

To help the group relax, several trials arranged by the disciples of the Jie Sect were also brought out as a formality.

"Every three steps bring a calamity, every five steps a hardship."

After acting and exchanging ideas with their senior classmates, the group relaxed considerably.

Before they knew it, the group had arrived at Lion Camel Ridge.

Lion Camel Ridge, the most dangerous place in Xiniu Hezhou.

According to the original script, this is where the three demon kings, the Green Lion, the White Elephant, and the Roc, reside.

They devoured the entire population of the kingdom, transforming the Lion Camel Kingdom into a demon kingdom.

He had 48,000 underlings, whose ferocity was overwhelming.

And the background of these three demons is quite frightening; their background is exceptionally powerful:

The green lion is the mount of Manjushri Bodhisattva, the white elephant is the mount of Samantabhadra Bodhisattva, and the roc is the maternal uncle of the Buddha.

But now, the situation is more complicated.

Because the Buddhist community already knew that the pilgrimage team was extraordinary.

No longer content with simply sending his mount down to the mortal realm as a demon for show, he... took to the field himself.

Inside the Lion Camel Cave, three demon kings were sitting and discussing the Dao.

The first seated blue lion is the transformed evil corpse of Manjushri Bodhisattva, with its eyes a mixture of Buddhist light and demonic energy.

The second seat, the white elephant, was transformed from the evil corpse of Samantabhadra Bodhisattva. It stood on a lotus flower, yet its body was surrounded by a bloodthirsty aura.

The last one, the Great Roc, although still in his true form as the Golden-Winged Roc, was kept under unified management and as a precaution.

He had been secretly enlightened by Zhunti and given the secret supernatural powers of Buddhism, and his cultivation level was approaching that of a Quasi-Saint who had severed his two corpses.

The other two evil corpses were both at the level of a Quasi-Saint who had severed one of his own corpses.

Even more terrifying is that they command 48,000 lesser demons.

They were mostly vicious individuals collected and controlled by the Buddhist community.

They were all bloodthirsty and murderous, utterly devoid of any humanity.

"The pilgrimage team will arrive at my Lion Camel Ridge soon."

The blue lion slowly opened its mouth,

"This time, when dealing with these individuals, Buddha has given the order—show no mercy, disregard all procedures."

As long as he's not killed, we should focus on figuring out Sun Wukong's strengths and weaknesses!

The white elephant nodded:

"Indeed, Sun Wukong already possessed quasi-saint-level combat power during the battle of Huangfeng Ridge."

We can't let him grow up any longer.

Dapeng smiled arrogantly:

"Don't worry, I've already figured out their fighting style. It's all about his chaotic power."

My Yin-Yang Two-Qi Bottle also contains the Dao of Chaos, so he doesn't have much of an advantage.

"Don't underestimate them." The Blue Lion shook his head.

"The power of the underworld is undeniable; even the Buddhas dare not provoke it. There's no need for us Bodhisattvas to risk our lives so much!"

All we need to do is figure out what's going on with Sun Wukong!

The three demon kings exchanged glances and nodded slightly upon hearing this.

We should fight hard, but we can't push the opponent too far.

Otherwise, if we really provoke those ancestral witches from the underworld, then things will be impossible to continue!

......

A month later, the pilgrimage team arrived at the Lion Camel Ridge area.

As soon as they entered the mountains, they smelled the pervasive stench of blood in the air.

Of course, this bloody smell does not belong to humans.

As they looked up, they saw demonic clouds obscuring the sun above the mountain ridge, with countless demonic figures vaguely visible flitting about, their malevolent aura soaring to the heavens.

Chen Dali's face turned pale:

"Such a strong smell of blood, does it mean they don't even spare their own kind?"

"They're hopeless!"

Sun Wukong's expression became extremely solemn:

"Dali, this time the situation is different."

Be careful, don't fall into their trap!

Wukong sensed it at that moment as well.

There were three auras in the mountain, each no weaker than his.

One of them was even stronger than his full-force attack!

Even more strangely, all three auras contained pure Buddhist power.

It was no longer the power of the Yellow Wind Great Sage who had cultivated later.

"The Buddhist community has personally intervened!"

Sun Wukong finally understood.

Worried that something might have happened, Wukong immediately sent a message to the underworld.

But the result was like a stone sinking into the sea.

Only then did he realize that Lion Camel Ridge had long been protected by a Buddhist array designed to isolate and prevent detection.

The message was blocked!

"Junior brother, this is proving to be a bit tricky!"

Pigsy gripped his rake tightly, his brow furrowed.

Sha Wujing and the White Dragon also looked tense, as they too felt that terrifying sense of oppression.

Chen Dali took a deep breath and confidently calmed himself down:

"Since this is Buddhist territory, we will pay our respects to the mountain according to the rules."

"I am a human pilgrim on a pilgrimage to the West, ordered by imperial decree. I refuse to believe they would dare to kill me..."

Before the words were finished, a deafening burst of laughter echoed from the mountains:

"Hahaha! Chen Dali! I've been waiting for you for a long time!"

The three enormous demonic figures—the Azure Lion, the White Elephant, and the Roc—soared into the sky, blotting out the sun!

The green lion opened its mouth and inhaled, sucking away all the bloody air within a hundred miles.

As the surrounding air circulated backward, it became difficult for several people to breathe!

With a flick of its long trunk, the white elephant unleashed a tornado of earth and rocks that hurtled towards the group!

With a flap of its wings, the mighty Yin and Yang energies descended from the sky!

The attacks of these three demons were all at the quasi-saint level!

"retreat!"

The moment Sun Wukong sensed the three attacking, his scalp tingled.

He immediately roared, and at the same time, the golden cudgel in his hand instantly grew ten thousand feet in size.

He swung his staff horizontally, attempting to block the three demons' attack.


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